One day while I was on a break shopping in town, a possesed man was running back and forth on the street I was on yelling gibberish, waving a white guitar, crawling on the ground and groweling. I was surprized that the vendors just ignored him as if he was around a lot. I did the same until he ran up to me while I was haggeling down the price of some jewelry. He began YELLING IN MY FACE and pushing up against me. I wasn't afraid at all. Just bothered by his screaming voice in my ear. So, I said firmly in his face "Be quiet and sit down in the name of Jesus!" Well, he shrunk to the ground in a ball in about 2 seconds and immediately became silent. Oh no, I thought. He really IS POSSESED and I am going to have to cast the demon out. Well, Before I started praying for him I wanted to be SURE so I knelt down and said "Jesus" to him. He began to shudder and say "nooooo!". So I said "I want to talk to the man who owns this body, do you want to have Jesus in your life?" He said "PLEASE HELP ME." Well that was all I needed to have the go ahead. I began to pray for him. As I was praying the truck that would take me back to the mission was pulling away. They would not return until they realized I wasn't there at dinner time 5 hours away. I had to get on the truck but I didn't want to leave this man either. The woman who was selling me the jewelry said "I'm a spirit-filled Christian, I will pray for him, you go quickly!" So I did. I don't know what happened to him. I hope he was delivered and is serving the Lord today.
